By Michael J. Barrington She was asleep now, her head leaning on his outstretched arm, her delicate, dainty fingers finally relaxing their grip on his huge, calloused hand. The musky scent of her beautiful, long hair, she was so proud of it, stirred up old memories of happier times. He knew every inch of her face, … Continue reading The Barn
“The St. John” and “Abandoned Barns”
By Thomas Page “The St. John” Cypress and Palm jut out of the Water in the St. John. Cows graze Along the flooded plains, eagles Roost in watercolored trees, fish Swim along side airboats whizzing O’er alligators torporing, Cranes, spoonbills, and other avians Float on ebbing lagoons now full. “Abandoned Barns” Abandoned barns sitting nearby … Continue reading “The St. John” and “Abandoned Barns”
